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Seja Brumley

"…a varied field of hopes and fears, of sensations and excitements, awaited those who had the courage to go forth into its expanse…" Jane Eyre

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I am going to start a sentence and I want you to pick the option that would most likely follow. Okay, here goes: “I have decided to follow my heart and…” “…become a tax attorney.” “…take an extra shift at my job.” “…move to Patagonia to climb and write.” New blog post. Link in profile.💕 Photo credit: Lizzy Gadd

This is Momo, Clay, and Jupiter. This is what they do. All day long. Waddle, quack, single file line. In the morning, they trek to the chicken coop to make sure all is fine. Then they make their way back to the farmhouse for a refreshing dip in the pool. Then they waddle some more, single file. No destination. No striving. No drama. Just living in all of their glorious duckness, chilling together. Let’s all just be more duck-like, whaddya say?

I really never loved cleaning, because here is what usually happens...I mop and then 200 pounds of Great Pyrenees comes in out of the rain and shakes. Or I get the cloths out to dust and then I sweep and next thing I know I am cleaning out my closet so all I have left is a pair of joggers and an IU T-shirt (it’s what I love and what I wear, so if we are getting down to brass tacks...). * But lately I have realized that if my house isn’t feeling good, then I don’t feel good. I don’t want to cook in a messy kitchen. I don’t want to paint or write if the kitchen island is cluttered. So now, cleaning is something I do for myself - it is self-care. Making my children clean is self-care. I may eventually hire out the self-care at some point, but unless I can manage to have them come every morning to sweep a bushel of white fur off the kitchen floor, then it’s up to us to take care of this space for our hearts and minds to flow. * My point is, what if the “chores” we do to take care of our spaces, our loves, aren’t chores at all...it’s just us loving ourselves?

The Start of My Path, or when God/Spirit/Universe just got sick of my shenanigans and physically interfered. 💫 Link in profile. * * * #spiritual #spiritualawakening #soul #universe

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Life from Within
The Start of My Path
Our Journey Back
Clarity in the Quiet
To Your Becoming

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